After hanging up the phone, she dialed Zachary Shane's number.
It connected after a long time, just before it would have automatically hung up, and a very hoarse voice belonging to Oliver Mitchell came through the receiver, "Hello."
Hearing his voice, Amelia hurriedly asked, "Why has your voice become like this? Are you having a throat problem or a cold?"
"Amelia, I don't think my girlfriend and I will be able to come to your research institute."
Upon hearing this, Amelia's brows furrowed, but her tone remained unchanged, still very ordinary, "Did you find a better job over there? How much are they offering you? I'll match it."
The person on the other end was silent for several seconds before finally saying, "No, it's my girlfriend's company that's using a hefty breach-of-contract fee as leverage—they refuse to let her go. If she can't leave, naturally, I can't go back."
